Best Earwigs Poems

Crisp end of winter morning,
my shovel digs the soil,
turning over weeds and worms,
and watch them twist and coil …
hoe the dirt once more again,
until a...

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Lightly flutter snowflakes
as on the breeze they go,
these butterflies of snow.
Spiderwebs the frost makes
when the pewter day breaks
to snare them as they blow.

This window the...

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There was no closure of a proper goodbye. 
 I tried, but... 
 no reply. 

 Your body became limp and cold as 
 a...

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All the eagles soar increasingly circular overhead my umbrella.
All the elephants thrash inconsolably tasting of trees umber.
All the earwigs buzz inexpressively surrounding oracles with uncertainty.
All...

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As he wears his golden crown
He forages frantically.
The goldcrest alights, he touches down.
He wears his crown magnitoquently.
"Fee hee hee" he chirps rapidly

A spider, the goldcrest...

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A post from the past.....just trying to put down all the ones I have written but deleted when I left the site for a while......this...

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We walked along a well-stuffed path,
Winnie the Pooh and I.
We admired to watch a grasshopper and a cricket play
And most of their time jump up...

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one, I want to scrub your fingerprints off of my skin til the burning feels like kinesthetic white noise.

two, I hope that candle I gave...

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A back flipping coconut is very very amusing at a ball but ball pits are moving around so one must surely wear wellingtons or a...

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Tortoiseshell tulips often grow at left angles to the moon and are otherwise adjusted to a sealed lip of ground. But a curled canopy of...

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Part 2

The passengers were a well-heeled lot who
    Had no experience to the rigors at sea.
And their disillusionment grew... on seeing the...

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crawling biting lacerating
sniffing, chewing

tunneling through
damp, waxy tunnel

ahh, sweet white brain
awaits…

gulping orange wax
swimming, striving

wait, I’m stuck!
what is this obstruction?

a strange, tough membrane…
elastic and taut

yes, of course,...

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Indirect interference into interesting iconographic inked inner initiative is not a carefully stepping clam, a carved tree cake nor a dune of a moon. Taking...

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A queue for the loo? is it nine minutes past two?
A windmill dashing to the sea. Ice cold waters in a monticule drip. Laced with...

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Ogre The Castle Moats Beast.

Snails and slugs
all kinds of bugs
earwigs, spiders and worms
jellied eels in slimy bogs you know
the kind that like to squirm.
anyone will...

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